Ancient, Brave & Wild Wisdom
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Some teachers thought my mind was scattered. I believed them at first. Then I rebelled and became a problem that needed to be fixed. My mind is a mystery tired of being analysed and labeled. My heart is a forest where love grows free and wild. It takes a village to raise a child and a forest to be wild.
Maybe it is not a bad omen, but an invitation to see myself differently. I have been looking at myself through a broken mirror. The realization came that I was never broken to begin with.
I have received a feather of inspiration. My creativity was sparked after attending a storytelling evening with Jimmy Nelson at the Bookstor in the center of The Hague.
The phoenix reminds me that what I have outgrown must be released before the new can emerge.
I grew up on the edge of the forest, close to the sea. Birds, butterflies, dragonflies, and fairies were my daily companions on long, magical adventures…
For as long as I can remember, I have carried a dream—a vision of artists, writers, musicians, and change-makers coming together, weaving inspiration into something larger than themselves…
Today, on my walk through the forest, I noticed snowdrops—an early promise of spring's return. A beautiful reminder to bring my ideas, visions, and aspirations to life…
The bear reconnects me to the dreamtime, hibernation cave, and protective, nurturing energy of the wild mother. This year, I felt drawn to explore our ancient relationship with the bear—a sacred animal with whom we share more than we might realize…